Overgeared

[You have defeated Asura’s Fragments.]

‘Asura?’

The power of the Overgeared Empire was greatly dispersed. It had little room since he had to be wary of hell and heaven, as well as the local nobles. Valhalla was a barrier against the Red Sea, but it wasn’t possible to completely ignore the Hwan Kingdom.

This didn’t mean that the eyes and ears of the Overgeared Guild were closed off. The rankers who witnessed Rose’s appearance and chased her reported her location in real time. There were many advantages to showing sincerity to the Overgeared Guild whenever the opportunity came. Thanks to this, Grid had been tracking Rose and quickly grasped the overall situation.

A small country town...

Agnus, who tried to protect the people from an unidentified demon, and Rose who cooperated with him. Saving the people was the first priority, so Grid fought the demon first.

Asura—it was a demon with the same name as the realm that martial artists wanted to reach, or the god of fighting that some monks served. Grid felt very reluctant from his perspective where he speculated that Asura was a legendary martial artist or human god. The fact that he gave a lot of experience made Grid even more uncomfortable.

‘Did Asura have his soul mortgaged to Baal like Pagma and Alex?’

He felt too complete for his soul to be taken away...

Grid frowned at the negative thoughts, only to become startled. It was because Agnus burned and incinerated the fragments of Asura that had been torn apart like a rag. Every time a fragment disappeared, additional experience was given to Grid. It was proof that Grid hadn’t completely eliminated Asura.

‘I thought I got rid of him?’

He naturally had to think so. The system ruled Asura’s death. It provided Grid with a reasonable amount of experience points. Yet it turned out he was still alive? It meant that Asura possessed a series of passive skills that deceived death. Another possibility was that every one of these shadows was Asura’s body.

‘No matter what is the case, Agnus was aware of it?’

“Kill me.” Agnus extended his neck.

After being repeatedly killed and weakened by Faker and abandoned by Baal, he was definitely weak compared to his prime. There were no rumors of him causing an incident recently. Then Grid saw him trying to protect people...

“Why should I do so?”

Grid stared at Agnus’ skinny neck before putting away his sword. Technically, Grid had little justification to kill Agnus. Most of the bad memories were actually cleared up when Agnus saved Irene and Lord. Faker even paid it back dozens of times. Why did Grid force Faker to join the hell expedition rather than staying by Lord’s side? It was partly because Faker’s growth was important, but the desire to spare Faker’s Kill List skill was greater. Today’s Agnus wasn’t worthy enough for Faker to constantly chase and kill him.

“...Don’t do it if you don’t want to.” Agnus didn’t force it. It was surprising since it was expected that he would go crazy due to his hurt ego, such as saying ‘Am I not even worthy of being killed?’

“Y-Your Majesty...!”

Hundreds of villagers who belatedly regained their minds discovered Grid and rushed over, bowing their heads. The empire was ridiculously wide. Additionally, the emperor described in the portraits or the words of the imperial palace tended to be beautified. It was safe to say that it was normal for the people living on the outskirts to not recognize the emperor when they encountered him.

However, the people of the Overgeared Empire could recognize the emperor’s face immediately, even if they were slash-and-burn farmers living in the mountains. It was because Grid was a god before he was the emperor. They were too familiar with his divine portraits, statues, and temples that didn’t need beautification.

“......”

looked closely at the attitudes of the people who bowed their heads. He saw their relief when sneakily looking at

‘He has changed.’

a person was, the more difficult it was to correct it because they were used to living a free and easy life. However, Grid didn’t agree with this argument. It was a

past he never would’ve been able to bear. He wasn’t completely corrupted even after being bullied by ugly

I know what type of person you are

“......”

eyes toward them were

you talk to me for a

clearly handed the fragments of Asura that Grid had almost spared. It was evidence that he had a good

to think of it, the player who knew Baal best was

“I don’t want to...”

here? It will

“......”

important manner. Grid easily dug into the weakness of Agnus,

will take you to my house.” It happened as the chief of the village was guiding Grid

the horns on her forehead with both hands. It was an effort to look as human as possible to Grid, who was sure to

That Amoract wants me to tell you in a very respectful manner that she has something to say

“...Let’s hear it.”

of Rose trying to save the people and gave her some leeway. After a while, Grid sat facing Agnus and Rose and

Grid glanced at Rose and Rose sprang up from her seat. It was a display that was similar to military

I’ve always admired! If you allow me, I would like to take a proof

so there were many restrictions on filming and communication functions. It was a huge penalty considering that Rose’s hobby was once to

since she had received a lot of losses by becoming a great demon. It was why she gave

was Agnus, not Grid, who urged Rose. He was uncomfortable with this position and

dare people like us take away Grid’s valuable time? To start with, Amoract believes that Baal should be kept in check. Grid, you know

“......”

Grid looked at Agnus.

Like us.

surprisingly, Agnus’ expression didn’t change. It was an attitude where he didn’t care no matter what type of treatment he received. Despite this, his eyes were alive. At the very least, he didn’t seem like

I

distant. Memories of his fierce

was declining unlike those days, and himself, who had become incomparably stronger than he was in those days. Which

did I become so

like he had come too far by himself. There

interested in your achievements and virtues, is completely fascinated. She thinks she can trust you and work together with you. She wants to work with you

subsided

become such a unique person? I have come too far to simply dismiss it as a result of hard work. I miss the days when I was competing with other players. A time when there were many rivals I was resentful of, felt jealous of, or

“You.”

“......”

voice brought